LOGINDate = 15 AugustA little later in the day.Place = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueI touch my crotch with a groan.Abstinence from Aria is a crime against nature. Against art. Against manhood.She said we should not have sex before the wedding. She said it was symbolic. Romantic. Something ab
Alejandro shakes his head. “No.”“They’re probably squeezing in a quickie,” Jackson mutters, leaning back like this is all mildly entertaining.I shoot him a look sharp enough to draw blood. And it reminds me that I am absolutely having a conversation with him later.Alejandro lets out a strained la
“You still thinking about her?” I ask quietly.He doesn’t turn. “I don’t know what you mean,” he says.I let that sit between us. Brothers don’t need lies polished.“You went there to forget,” I say.He finishes, hands steady, movements practiced, and absentminded. He exhales slowly, tucking himself
“And look where that got us.” She points to her tummy, and he gets this stupid, proud smile on his stupid face.“Face it, angel, your man is a stud.”“As if it’s so difficult to make a bloody baby,” I grunt, trying to get past my slight nausea.“So you’re saying it’s as easy as riding a bike …” Dami
Date = 15 AugustPlace = San Francisco (Inferno)POV - EnriqueJust then, Mel wobbles up the last step, winded with a red face, with Damion holding her arm.“Sorry, we’re late,” Damion charms, “Your sister takes a while to walk up the stairs.”“She takes a while to walk, period,” Luke sneers. It ear
“You’re right,” River agrees, “but you don’t need to get married to do it. Damion and Mel are not married.”“The baby was an accident.” Luke walks forward with his usual smug, condescending smirk on his face.River rolls her eyes with theatrical flair, nudging at nothing with the toe of her pink boo
Screaming O after O, until his body finally remembered how to finish. Then we continued … just to make sure. We had it going for an hour before Jackson knocked on the door.Satisfied, Doc sent him home to soak in a warm bath. A couple more orgasms were screamed into existence before sleep claimed us
“Precisely,” Lee bitches snobbishly. Gmf. As if he hadn’t entered just moments before my brother. Jackson looks at Logan and me to help a brother out.“She’s pissed we’re colorblind,” Logan mutters.Jackson looks around the room with a serious, disgusted demeanor, suggesting that he for sure as hell
Lee snorts, voice sharp — “You do know you’re identical, right?”“Yeah, but my colorful aura makes me gorgeous, while his aura is Vantablack,” I tease, and Lee just cocks an eyebrow.“I like black,” he replies, deadpan, and for once, Jackson’s snotty comeback fizzles. He stares at Lee with a defeate
He jerks his chin downward.I follow his gaze.Fuck. My dick is still stiff as a flagpole.“Is there another option … anything else?” My voice is thin, nervous, as I’m negotiating with myself. I’m torn between a needle pushed in there and living with a droopy dick. Neither choice is winning any vote







